Trash of the Count's Family

The red ships surrounded the golden ship.

Choi Han and the Knight Captain jumped aboard the golden ship and stopped behind Cale. The Dark Elf Tasha and young lady Amiru were also standing behind Cale.

“Cale-nim.”

Choi Han called out toward Cale as the representative. He could see the ocean that Cale was currently looking at. There were corpses floating up next to the debris.

Choi Han slowly approached Cale. He could see the frown on Cale's face.

‘…He really has a soft heart.’

Cale started to speak.

“How peaceful.”

His voice sounded tired.

Fatigue was evident in every word he spoke. Everybody became quiet after hearing Cale's tone. Although he had said something nice, the weight and sorrow in his voice made them all shut up.

One of the nobles suddenly thought about something after hearing the word, ‘peaceful.’ He was able to recall this information because he had been thinking about the Henituse household this entire battle.

He subconsciously said it out loud.

“…There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness.”

The unexpected voice made everyone turn their gazes toward the noble who spoke. The nobles tilted their heads at this statement that sounded somewhat familiar.

They felt as if they had heard it before, but they could not remember clearly where they had heard it.

Cale responded to the noble at that moment.

“I guess you know of our family motto.”

The Henituse household’s motto.

The expressions on the faces of the nobles quickly changed. Figuring out the source of this statement made them unable to speak.

They could see the look of sorrow on Cale's face even as he started to smile.

The people on board could tell how much weight the phrase, ‘peace and happiness,’ had on the Henituse family.

“…Ho.”

One of the nobles let out a gasp.

He had been jealous of how Cale had played a pivotal role in a historic battle. However, the person who made that contribution preferred peace and happiness rather than fame.

The noble who had gasped realized something.

‘Having that mindset probably allowed him to be able to do this.’

He had heard that Count Henituse had opened up their wallets in order to provide food and farming tools to the citizens. He had also spent money on the naval base and the castle wall.

The Henituse household's mindset.

The reason they had stayed out of the fight for power until now. They had only moved for the peace and happiness of the Roan Kingdom.

Silence filled the deck once again.

At that moment, Cale was also thinking about his family motto.

‘There is no reason to be recorded in history. Live for peace and happiness instead.’

‘The people of old truly were wise.’

Cale was in awe of his ancestor's mindset.

Forget history, being full and warm was the best. Thinking about that made Cale think that he was suffering right now.

He started to frown even more.

He was not just suffering now, he was starving.

‘What did I ever do to deserve this?’

Cale started to speak to console himself, knowing that he was suffering now in order to have 50 years of peace.

Cale’s desire to go home and lay around in bed was relayed to the red ships surrounding them.

“Let’s go back.”

Everybody heard his voice.

“To our land.”

Let’s go back to our land.

The Roan Kingdom’s citizens bit down on their lips instead of cheering.

They had somewhere to return to and they were alive and able to go home.

feeling at peace for still being alive instead

three hundred ships that resembled the migration of birds were gone, while the

course, not all of the ships were returning. The few ships that did not return under Cale's command remained on the peaceful ocean. These ships were left here in order to find the enemy corpses that were either floating or

that there were many people who were

area before turning around. The golden ship

the thought on Cale's mind as

as

Cale did not get

was too much for him to

not

“Ha, haha-”

was echoing inside

face with both hands once he was done laughing about it.

have

his hands to see someone on

wearing a robe with a single

the old mage

looked at the old

really is

Raon had said that.

is alive, but barely breathing. He's right

of death’s door. His entire body was injured. His skin was blue as if he had been hit by all sorts of

only ones there. Raon slowly avoided his gaze as On and Hong slowly walked

Raon started to mumble.

be allowed to have an easy death. We need to rip them

“I agree!”

youngest did a good job this time. We did

the silver kitten, On, agreed with the other

The children averaging nine-years-old.

really expect from

with the old

That was disappointing.

was why he turned toward the other two people who had only one red star on their robes. He could also see Beacrox taking off his previously white gloves and

Plop.

with the torture instruments. The gloves had long turned black from

his hair as he reported

are currently unconscious, but they should be able to talk

would only be able

fake Dragon Catcher and the healer who were currently approaching

then see someone

“…Gasp!”

as soon as they made eye

The magic spearman.

spear arts,

as soon as they made eye contact and tried to turn away, however, he

when our

magic spearman by the hair, made

not even look at Ron as he started to shake

this to be

all, so why is he the most

Cale looked toward Ron. Ron smiled back at

the scariest old man

if he

shaking magic spearman.

first time meeting

spearman could

sorts of emotions were in

response made Cale

Choi Han's black aura,

had

with the Elf Village. Of course, what he had

who had always got in Arm’s

angry about these people but had no

had faced those same people in this

spearman looked up at Cale

leader of the group that got in Arm’s way numerous times. That leader then slowly crouched

who I

this gentle question made the magic spearman’s eyes shake even more. In the

voice at

You

magic spearman’s back turn

met, and that he would not live to see

to pull on the magic spearman's hair in order to make him make eye contact with Cale, however, the magic spearman

kept his gaze focused on the

knew the difference between people he should look at and the people he should not look

“You really are smart.”

the magic spearman felt a sense of

could their true

young master who

did not have such

he did. He just chose

quietly observed the

fake holy Maiden, Hannah. He had told her to treat him like her own older brother. Although Hannah had truly considered them to be siblings, the magic spearman had only

stabbed people in the back were